Go Sleep

I don’t know why but I can’t sleep tonight. I need to count sheep, right? After talking with Karen for about a hour over the phone, I received some kinds of energy from her that keep me awake. Or two drinks keep me awake tonight? I don’t know which, but even though I have to get up tomorrow morning at 8 am, I am not getting any closer to sleep. That means I can write a lot tonight, which makes me happy....

I had a really nice jazz music in the Pampus Room tonight. After my friends and I enjoyed the powerful woman’s voice in the bar, we were ready to leave. A middle-age man suddenly held my hand to stop me and nicely asked me to buy me a drink. He looked like older than my father and he seemed a gentleman, so I didn’t really feel bad about being asked, but felt bad to say "I gatta go."

I am looking forward to Betty’s birthday party this Sunday because I can meet with her family again. Even though I don’t talk much, I just feel good and comfortable being in the circle.